This is delightful (and wistful), A...I love the idea of the ants hearing the peony creaking...and "the head of their hefty blooms/always under threat of toppling" describes so well the plight of the peony. Peonies have always struck me as almost too rich, too decadent to fully take in...the weight, the perfume, the density of all those amazing petals.
This is delightful (and wistful), A...I love the idea of the ants hearing the peony creaking...and "the head of their hefty blooms/always under threat of toppling" describes so well the plight of the peony. Peonies have always struck me as almost too rich, too decadent to fully take in...the weight, the perfume, the density of all those amazing petals.
This is delightful (and wistful), A...I love the idea of the ants hearing the peony creaking...and "the head of their hefty blooms/always under threat of toppling" describes so well the plight of the peony. Peonies have always struck me as almost too rich, too decadent to fully take in...the weight, the perfume, the density of all those amazing petals.